i did a line art for the future chapter’s panel sketch katsura hoshino-sensei posted on her instagram(look under the cut for the photo/ she deleted it from her insta already). it was quite difficult to figure out which lines goes where and lavi’s arm is being blocked by a window so i just drew it on my own
hc that Baku doesn’t do horror movies very well but is a die hard action buff like he’d be all over Michael bay films like if it has explosions in it he’s sold
Kiri on the other hand pretty much likes any genre and is quite flexible movie wise but enjoys horror because Baku gets extra cuddly B) Kiri u sly dog u
Also! Still taking cute/angst requests so don’t be shy 😀
for my brotp Jumin and Jihyun!! Actually 50% of the requests I got are for B1 asdfghj so I’ll wait a bit so maybe I’ll get this one for everyone xD I changed Jihyuns suit a bit so none of them has to change lolol
Thank you for the requests! I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did ^^ The christmas mood is slowly building up 🎁🎁
My collaboration with @whatthefoucault for the Captain America Reverse Big Bang 2017 @capreversebb. !!! The fic can be found on Ao3 !
It’s my first time participating in a reverse big bang and it has been lovely !! Thank you so much @whatthefoucault for your enthusiasm and for this adorable domestic fic.
Also I’ve had the pleasure to work with two authors for this event so stay tuned for another fic with nearly the same but not completely identical pic !
In his time as successor of the Bookman line, he’d adjusted himself to multiple things that would be impossible for other children his age.
Traveling through the world, collecting the true history, there wasn’t much comfort he was used to but the one thing that had remained throughout every thing was the distance people greeted them with. Never rude but they showed the reversions without outright saying it.
Deak assumed that it was just what they had to deal with when recording the history. People were comfortable with lies when it let them live in their paradise. Anyone who discovered the truth for them was a threat. Nothing could be unseen, after all.
He was used to others being cold to him, making him counter them with a mask of joy and kindness, which was why he was so confused when he met you.
The night had been exceptional cold, freezing the ground and made it impossible for Bookman and him to spent it outside like they had originally planned.
After a couple of failures, with Christmas approaching most preferred to stay with their family instead, not wanting strangers in their homes, they arrived at your family’s home.
Your parents had seemed skeptical, sharing a look before agreeing hesitantly to Bookman’s request.
Your mother called for you, wanting to introduce their guests to you. You bounced down the stairs, stopping for a moment when you saw them and then rushing towards Deak.
“Nice! Wanna help with the tree?” You asked him excitedly, not giving him time to reply and dragging him into the living room where a sparsely decorated Christmas tree stood.
Pushing a stool in front of him and pulling the box with the decorations closer.
Deak observed them for a moment then you before frowning. “You’re weird”
You pouted, “I’m not the one being moody at Christmas”
“Christmas is in two weeks…”
“I know! So long!” You whined, moving to hang up one ball. “Just help me, you Scrounge. Bet you never smile either.”
“I do smile,” he argued, giving you his best practiced smile.
You looked at him in disgust. “…that looks awful”
Grumbling, Deak took a ball of his own and started helping you. For the most part, it was only you talking and him giving short answers until you stopped, a comfortable silence settling over you, peacefully decorating the tree.
“That looks better,” you said suddenly, looking at him with warm eyes.
“What do you mean?”
“That smile you’re wearing now. Looks much better.”
Your mother called you both for dinner and rushed to get, leaving behind an astounded Deak.
I think I have a sense of humor that allows me to go from darkness to light, and swing backwards and forwards, because if I can’t allow for humor to shape the pleasure in life or in acting—what’s the point?
It may be cold outside but they’re hearts are warmed by love ;w;
Prom wants to visit every single christmas market in the city and because Noct has never been able to say no to him that’s exactly what they’re doing now.
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